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Friday, May 26, 2017


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St Mary in the Castle, Hastings


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Mum knitting, through the eyes of Vanessa Bell

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2017

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Mad (wo)Men


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Karen Carpenter - No one ever cared if I should live or die


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Doris Day


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Jackie Kennedy


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Lauren


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But I want to say thank you to you. I haven't had an orthodox career and I've wanted more than anything to have your respect. The first time I didn't feel it, but this time I feel it. And I can't deny the fact that you like me. Right now, you like me. Thank you.

Sally Field
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2017

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Katharine Hepburn


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Susan Sontag


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